Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

  Fan Yu’s slender fingers stopped abruptly while he was playing the piano.

  Before his eyes, a tiny figure seemed to appear next to him on the bench.

  She listened to him play the piano, but soon started to disturb him because she grew impatient.

  In the end, he could only hold her hands in his and teach her to play the simplest test song.

  Then, he watched her progress from not knowing a thing to playing a duet with him…


  He was older than her.

  He learned everything before she did and became a mentor to her very naturally.

  He had enjoyed taking on the role of a grownup to her. He would remind her to take note of this and that, yet forgot that he was in fact only a youth at that time.

  He had harbored a liking for her, but did not know how to express himself.

  Eventually, the two of them stayed this way for almost 10 years.

  If he had known it earlier instead of in the present, maybe things would be different…


  Ding!

  Fan Yu’s hands trembled, and the piano let out a piercing sound, snapping him back to his senses.

  Looking at the piano in front of him, images of an unreserved and straightforward Nian Xiaomu flashed across his eyes.

  Nian Xiaomu’s face was like, but also unlike, the face in his memories.

  Perhaps, he had again gotten the wrong person this time.

  As the salesperson walked forward, she could not help but ask, “Sir, are you alright?”


  Hearing this, Fan Yu retracted his hands and stood up calmly. Holding back the emotions in his eyes, he turned and replied indifferently, “I want this piano.”
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  The Yu Corporation.

  Nian Xiaomu made a mad dash into the building as soon she got out of the cab and directly barged into the president’s office.

  Just before the time limit set by Yu Yuehan earlier, she pushed the door open and charged right in!

  Without any hesitation, she hollered, “Yu Yuehan, I’m not late! You cannot dock my pay!”


  When she was done, she lifted her head and came face to face with a few departmental managers who were standing at the president’s desk and presenting reports to Yu Yuehan.

  Hearing her voice, everyone spontaneously turned back to look at her in shock…


  Nian Xiaomu: “…”


  Could she disappear right now and pretend that nothing had happened just now?

  At the desk, Yu Yuehan was resting against his chair with his legs elegantly crossed and held a report in one hand.

  At that very moment, he closed the file shut.

  “That will be all for today. For those of you who have not presented your reports, do so tomorrow.” As Yu Yuehan spoke, he tossed the report onto the table.

  The managers stared at one another blankly, and no one dared to say a word.

  Everyone grabbed their own report and silently filed out of the president’s office.

  As they left the room, they looked at Nian Xiaomu as if she were one of those concubines from the ancient past who created trouble for the Emperor…


  “Why are you acting so guilty? Didn’t you just say over the phone that if you had someone you liked, you would bring him to the office and date openly?” Yu Yuehan got up from his seat, unbuttoned his business suit, and sauntered over to her.

  He lowered his eyes to gaze at her little face and could tell that she had sprinted all the way here.

  While she was still trying to catch her breath, her cheeks were puffed up from feeling angry with herself for making a fool of herself earlier.

  “I don’t feel guilty. I’m shy. Don’t you know?” Nian Xiaomu raised her head and attempted to rebut his words.

  Seeing that he had broken into a grin after she spoke, Nian Xiaomu realized belatedly that she had been tricked.

  “Who, who said that I like you? I only used that as an example!”


  “…”


  “By the way, why did you make me rush back to office? Did something happen to the company?”


  At first, Nian Xiaomu had only intended to change the topic. However, after she raised the question, her attitude turned serious.

  Hearing this, Yu Yuehan shifted his gaze and cornered her to the back of the door, propping both hands by her sides.

  “The company is fine, but I am not.”